Chapter 0003: Beasts are inferior
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The words of the beautiful woman made Zhao Changsheng's heart sway, and when he fantasized about whether he would be in a society with an extremely open social atmosphere, Su Yong's immature childish voice made people shudder.
"Mother, are you going to sell him as a slave?"
Slave! Lao Tzu is going to be sold! The world is so scary!
The woman frowned and said unhappily, "Xiao Yong, we are not slave hunters. ”
"But if we sell him, we'll have enough food for a month, and you won't have to risk hunting every day."
Zhao Changsheng hurriedly shouted, "Don't, don't sell me as a slave, I'm willing to spend money to redeem myself!" ”
"Redemption?"
The woman snorted softly, "Everything in you is mine, what do you ransom yourself for?" For the record, I'm not going to give you a chance to escape or reveal your location. ”
It takes time to use the boundary breaking charm, Zhao Changsheng was worried that the space ring would also be 'seized', completely losing the opportunity to go home and becoming a slave in the zombie world, and regardless of exposing the treasure, his right hand stretched out, and with a movement of his mind, a large bottle of Pepsi Cola appeared in his hand.
"You're a Stranger?"
Strangers?
Zhao Changsheng was stunned, he thought that this was the world of ordinary people like "The Walking Dead" and "School Apocalypse", but he didn't expect the existence of a supernatural person, and he was immediately overjoyed, "That's right!" My ability is 'Storage,' and you won't be able to get my stuff unless I want to. ”
The woman narrowed her eyes and stared at Zhao Changsheng tightly, as if she was thinking about whether she should sell or keep or kill, although she didn't move, it gave Zhao Changsheng a strong sense of oppression.
"The purchase price of a slave in the free market is 100 Qingyuan, and you take 200 Qingyuan out, and I will give you back your freedom."
"I don't have Qingyuan in my hands, only food."
"Bread, instant noodles and milk are 10 yuan off a piece, and sausages are 20 yuan each, no problem, right?"
It's a matter of life, Zhao Changsheng won't bargain for a few yuan, and he didn't even have time to consider the authenticity of the other party's words, so he put his hand on the ground, and in the next second, the red cardboard box of braised beef noodles appeared on the ground.
"There are 13 bags of instant noodles and 12 pieces of bread here, and you will be hired to protect me for two days with the extra stuff, can you?"
"For two days, we are not allowed to reveal our location and do dangerous things."
"Deal!"
Zhao Changsheng showed a relaxed smile on his face, and after receiving the goods, the other party did not turn his face ruthlessly, which means that at least his life safety in front of him is guaranteed, and he is almost tied to the beauty in front of him, "Sister, I see that you just came back from going out and haven't eaten yet, right?" ”
Seeing that the woman nodded, Zhao Changsheng showed a sincere smile on his face, "I'll give you something to eat below...... I'm in for a treat. ”
"Then I'm bothering you."
"Don't bother, wait a while, you two will be fine soon."
Zhao Changsheng said with thought in his heart.
Since I don't know the allusion of 'I'll eat you below', it means that this place has nothing to do with the earth, and it is not the apocalyptic setting of some film and television works, and eighty percent should be another world.
"Mom, is this big man really a stranger?"
After Zhao Changsheng left, Su Yong spoke, "But how can a person with extraordinary abilities be so weak?" ”
On the earth, although Zhao Changsheng's height of 1.83 meters is not outstanding, his strong figure gives people a kind of 'fierce bull', which is definitely a strong physique that is unique in a hundred, although he is only an immature student who has not yet graduated and is in the internship period, but no one dares to mess with him in the security team, the screen name of the Bull Demon King No. 1 is also taken from the nickname of friends, if it is not for the inheritance of his mother's appearance, Zhao Changsheng would not want to eat the bowl of rice of the network anchor at all.
But in the mouth of the five-year-old Meng Zhengtai, it was given a weak prefix.
"The number of Paranormal is scarce, and not all of them are powerful, and it is understandable that he prefers to be a business-oriented and auxiliary type."
The woman shook her head and said, "On the surface, he does look weak, but who knows if he has a weapon of mass destruction on him?" Instead of fighting to the death, it is better to make a little money safely and steadily, and there is no harm in being cautious. ”
"Are we going to change places again?"
The woman nodded, "It's indispensable to guard against people, after he leaves in two days, let's live in another place." ”
Su Yong's face crossed a touch of loss, "I'm going to change homes again." ”
The woman caressed Su Yong, a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, but she couldn't speak, so she could only be silent.
Not long after, Zhao Changsheng brought three bowls of instant noodles, and generously added an egg and a sausage to each person out of his own pocket, and served it with a plate of pickles.
For Zhao Changsheng, the simple dinner was a rare delicacy for Su Yong's mother and son, and they didn't even let go of the broken noodles and noodle soup left in the pot, and they ate cleanly, which was quite a sense of immediacy for African refugees.
Su Yong's satisfied smile and 'it's delicious' made Zhao Changsheng inexplicably sad.
Zhao Changsheng's sincerity and more importantly, the dinner offensive also made the two gradually relax their vigilance and talk with Zhao Changsheng, taking this opportunity, Zhao Changsheng also obtained a lot of valuable information.
The woman's name is Su Muxue, a very gentle and lovely name, but in order to raise her own son Su Yong, who is nearly five years old, she can only become a female warrior and fight bloodily all day long.
According to Su Muxue, because of the difficulty of mutual trust, similar family team composition is the most common group composition in areas outside the settlement.
The land that Zhao Changsheng set foot on was once the territory of the 'Beiling Kingdom', but after the end of the world, the official organization completely collapsed, and the large number of zombies and powerful mutant beasts caused difficulties in the flow of regional population, coupled with the failure of long-range communication equipment, Su Muxue did not know about the outside world.
Zhao Changsheng shrugged his shoulders, "I'm not interested in the outside world, I just want to trade with the materials in my hand, do you have any suggestions?" ”
"Qingyan Town, the largest human settlement I know, has a permanent population of tens of thousands, but the distance is a bit far away, and if you want to arrive safely, you must organize a team of at least hundreds of people."
"Is there anything closer?"
"The scorpion camp, it's not too far away, most of the survivors, including me, will go there to trade, of course, if you have too many goods to sell, I don't recommend selling there."
The information that everyone knew in the last days, Su Muxue also told Zhao Changsheng without concealment, but when it came to personal privacy, she was very vigilant, chatted for a long time, and seeing that it was getting dark, Su Muxue also took the initiative to terminate the conversation.
"Rest early, there's something to do tomorrow."
Su Muxue didn't feel embarrassed, she took off her camouflage uniform by herself, revealing the pure black slim vest inside, and her mind was full of how to make a fortune in the last days Zhao Changsheng, and instantly looked straight in the eyes.
With healthy wheat-colored skin, a perfect body with no fat abs looming, and a proud cup with at least E on his chest, Zhao Changsheng swallowed uncontrollably.
If this figure is brought to the earth, it will definitely become popular on the Internet in minutes!
Zhao Changsheng turned over and climbed onto the earthen kang, and said in a trembling voice, "Sister Xue, let's ...... at night."
The black muzzle of the gun was aimed at Zhao Changsheng's eyebrows again, and Su Muxue's eyes were cold, "You go to sleep in the bedroom next to you." ”
Weighing the pros and cons, Zhao Changsheng could only suppress his heart, and under the gaze of the gun, he slipped into the small bedroom.
And at this moment, in Zhao Changsheng's online live broadcast room, nearly 3,000 online viewers sent out countless identical barrages.
"Beasts are not as good as beasts!"